Blogs from expats in Istanbul
Would you like to work, live, move to Istanbul? Or just to find out how is life in Istanbul? We've got much more than travel brochures: read blogs written by expats living in Istanbul!
Hi! I'm Lisa. I'm a professionally trained opera singer, translator & urban wanderer since 1988. Having lived in Rome, Paris, Belgrade, New York & now Istanbul I consider myself a full-blown expat & therefore an expert in homesickness. Yes, that's right. As much as I love travelling and exploring the world, I've always found it difficult to maintain roots & feel myself at home. I started this blog & my Youtube channel in part as my work-in-progress to change that. See you around!
This photographic work of Istanbul is a work in progress since September 2013. Hüzün, melancholy or nostalgia in Turkish, is a feeling to be found in many cities, but nowhere to the extent you can find in the streets of Istanbul. Byzantium, Constantinople, Istanbul, the former capital of two worlds empires (Roman and Ottoman) during fifteen centuries. Straddling Europe and Asia, ruling over vast territories in the Balkans, the Middle East, and North Africa, it was always destined, by geography and history, to be an important global hub. However, other seems to be the fate of this people, the Turks, that starting moving from Central Asia, slowly but steadily moving west, to arrive at the doors of Europe, but are not yet part of it? Many old families continue to keep traditional customs while, over the last century, the city has experienced rapid westernization and modernization, a population explosion that make it the biggest city in Europe with over 15 million inhabitants and spectacular economic development. This has created a sharp contrast between modern and traditional ways of life. Surrounded by remnants of imperial glory, now living in a provincial town since Ankara became the capital of the new Republic, has caused a feeling of being neither here nor there, always in transition, with still very present past and a future yet to materialize, exacerbating this melancholy, this "Huzun"